[Ice Cube]
  Yeah, yeah
  Blaze one for the nation
  Brrrrr
  Brrrrr
  Brrrrr
    [Verse 1: Ice Cube]
  I got lyrics that wake up spirits
  They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
  Can you dig it?
  You fed, you dead, see red
  My lead, yo head, I fed
  Like you shit
  I got rhymes push that shit like weight
  My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
  Thru this hate retaliate, it's official
  I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb
  When I hit you
  Push the issue
  My ghetto dope is amazin
  The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin
  That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
  Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder
  The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough
  And baby ain't old enough
  For this game I'm rollin up
  De-zamn it feels good to be the don
  Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti just sit
    [Chorus: Ice Cube]
  A yeah yeah
  I push rhymes like weight
  I push rhymes like weight
  [4X]
    [Verse 2: Ice Cube]
  I hold zone like a Corleone
  No more fuckin with that homegrown
  Hit the shit we on
  The rolleo's and the baggetts
  You still fuckin with them faggets
  We turn haters into maggets
  Oak on the dash, but no coke on the hash
  You broke ass niggas learn to mash, like me
  Constantly, put the hustle down
  With four or five niggas that's musclebound
  Send your head to the taxidermist
  Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a thermos
  You got to earn this, you can't take it
  Can't fake it, got to live it, or we gots to visit
  Who is it, the exquisite, Don Mega
  Walkin with my entourage, I think I'm betta, makin chedda
  You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the flag
  You betta get back, everybody wanna do it like me
  I got it made, been makin rap money since the tenth grade
  (Ch-ching)
  (since the tenth grade)
  (Ch-ching)
  (What you need)
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3: Mr. Short Khop]
  I keeps a firm grip on my shit when in transit
  Uncandid, it's the young bandit
  Fresh out the trenches, the wood works
  City of the ?Tempeon?, where the hoods lurk
  In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick rocks
  From shattered glass, down the pig locks
  Want tips by the clock
  You niggas scramblin for fouyan
  And settle for crumbs and croutans
  I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, with armed killas
  Bitch niggas get swallowed by the armadillos
  Ain't no harmin me, the army full honary niggas you can't see
  So while you pace bitches and saturns livin jenky
  I hangs with niggas who got patterns on they hankey
  After Ben Frankeys, with the big skullen eyes
  You niggas bound and nullified
  Sit back and mine stack it multiply
    [Chorus: Ice Cube and Mr. Short Khop]
  [IC] A yeah yeah
  [MSK] I push rhymes like weight
  [MSK] I push rhymes like weight
  [2X]
  [IC] A yeah yeah
  [IC] I push rhymes like weight
  [IC] I push rhymes like weight
  [2X]
    [Ice Cube (starts during chorus)]
  Ask about me
  Worldwide baby
  Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah)
  Ice Cube makin more money in the rap game
  Than some of you can (A yeah yeah) with a bird in your hand
  Puttin it down
  We wanted in fifty states for this weight
  (A yeah yeah)
  Pushin rhymes like weight
  Pushin rhymes like weight
  (A yeah yeah)
  Yeah, blaze one for the nation
  (A yeah yeah)
  You know my name
  You know my name
  (A yeah yeah)
  You know my name
    [Mr. Short Khop]
  Yeah, some of you fools just got in it
  and think you gonna change the game
  You ain't changin nothin
    [Ice Cube]
  I been doin this, I been doin this
  Ask about me
  Ask about me